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Today Has The Lord Made

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This is the day that the LORD has made, so rejoice and be glad in it! It is the day of Life, wherein Life's Angel comes in and bears us the Truth, that we may stand strong upon the principles of goodness. For as I breathe in, somewhere between breathing out and in, are the mysteries of the Garden Of Life unfolded. When we finally come to Issa , or the Essene Way, we acknowledge Christ Jesus, from an unseemly place to those who have one foot in the World and one foot in the House Of God. Their pastor will lie to them and tell them it's sinful to read anything more than their Authorized versions of the Scriptures. Well scriptures are dead books without life in them. One should seek the history of Christianity, instead of the idol, thrown before the eyes of all humanity. Jesus the Nazarene instructed his disciples by the Holy Law , to resist flesh eating and renounce the world. We cannot eat flesh and continue in purity. Yes, God will love us, understand us and receive us in dea...

The Spirit Of Perun

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The Spirit Of Perun, to be honest, seems to hold the root name of Peru, with the wall of the serpent sauntering down the east coast of South America. Who have ears, listen. A slavic God as tall as a mountain could walk over a great part of the earth in a day. Thus am I sure he was well known the world over. He is heralded as the God Of Order;  he is Perun, the thunder god of the ancient pagan Slavs, a fructifier, purifier, and overseer of right and order . His actions are perceived by the senses: seen in the thunderbolt, heard in the rattle of stones, the bellow of the bull, or the bleat of the he-goat (thunder); and he is felt in the touch of an ax blade. In the Christian period, the worship of Perun was gradually transferred into St. Elijah (Russian Iliya), but in folk beliefs, his fructifying, life-stimulating, and purifying functions are still performed by his vehicles: the ax, the bull, the he-goat, the dove, and the cuckoo. Sacrifices and communal feasts on July 20 in honour...

Accepting Youel As Master

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Whether one accepts Master Youel, or IOUEL THE MASTER, is a very significant distinction. Youel is a fragile man, born into the world of men; thrown down to the depths of failure and despair, by the very Angels who were called to worship him. He is Adonai, but  IOUEL is the One against whom they rebelled in the heights, to find themselves here below. Void of love for the One high above them , they have awakened forever in only this space; remaining here some long time ordained of IOUEL. The Gospel is the Supreme Law, wherein lies the  Key Of Life , that judgement upon the spirits of the Giants! Having been formed by those Angels, who left the presence of the Most High, they too remained here below; ever ruling with them, yet unaware of the Greater Wisdom! Thus were some tasked with preserving the Wisdom Of God, that the Elect may find it, share it with humanity and bring forth the promise of IOUEL; everlasting life in the Garden Of God! The One bringing the Wisdom IS Io...

IOUO

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Your name IOUO, is the sacred sound of your grace. You taught us as according to the means of these gross forms and the demands as have been continually made of them in the name of "God". This is the work of the spirits of the Giants, while yours is the work of spirit and loving truth. I praise you forever, thy name is hidden in your promises and the praises unto you from earth's children. It is YOU who showed patience toward us during this age, preceding the Great Age; I glorify you in full Dear Iouo. You fill the heavens with spirit and it's means of defining influence over our hearts. You truly gave us the option to do good, or to do evil. And while these gross bodies have a propensity towards doing evil, a man rightly defines himself by his life's intent. You allowed this privelidge for the good hearted, well meaning children of earth. You will never betray us, O LORD! Now comes The Great Age O LORD! We put on the Key Of Life; aligning our beads to the north a...